Murmurs of Aspiration — 5

Mahesh CR
Mahesh CR
May 1, 2017 · 1 min read

Aspirant: Divine irony my Beloved Lord
To crown me king over empires that matter not
And insist tyrant like to deny what I seek.

Thou dost mine my night with daggers of light
And in this dubious bosom of night, plant embers torn from Thee.


Aspirant: Stung with a thousand ills, soiled by vanities numberless
Garbed with gaudy perversions and sickly gluttony was I.
Yet thou comest on the whites of blinding light
A rushing blaze of many forms.

Sri Krishna: Heavenward my beloved soul, come now.

Aspirant: Speech falls mute, shy of looking at glory too profound for words
My Beloved Lord…

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Hi, I am Mahesh CR, Founder @tataatsu. I walk the borderlands between technology & spirituality. Follow @kalisbrood for Spirituality & Hinduism related topics

Kali’s Brood

Kali’s Brood is an earnest attempt at reviving the sense of Yoga as understood & practised by the Vedic Seers, and in the modern times by Sri Aurobindo, and through that the manifestation of the Divine potentialities in all of us.